It’s the summer in my city
There’s chaos in the heat
For six weeks straight you meet your mates and terrorize the street
We’re melting in the manor
It’s too hot for kicking ball
We congregate on the estate and play money up the wall
In battered reebok workouts
Or fresh one tens
Complete, with polo tops and tracksuits rocked
In thirty-degree heat
The days are getting longer
We smoke into the night
The liquours flowing quicker than the blood flows in a fight
I never had friends again
Like the friends I had back then
So long live the days when we were drinking underage
And getting chased through the estates by old bill again
Our teenage years went way too fast
The good old days could never last
And summer in the manor was always gonna end
It’s the summer in my city
There’s roadmans in the park
Young and scared
Drunken dares, in bushes in the dark
Kisses on park benches, swapping digits on your phone
You try and hide the love bites from your mum when you get home
We’re plotting in the blocks and sparking joints and getting high
More than likely, portal whitey, and laugh until we cry
Then we walk our streets together, as the night would finally end
Sweet not for me tomorrow where’s we’ll do it all again
Looking back when we were young
I wish September never comes
So long live the days when we were drinking underage
And getting chased through the estates by old bill again
Our teenage years went way too fast
The good old days could never last
And summer in the manor was always gonna end